One of my favorite girls did a really great post today answering a card that she pulled from the game Table Topics. Because I'm lacking creativity AND I'm a copycat, I had to do one myself. If you're interested in playing along, make sure you link back from Christy's post!
What is the hardest thing you've ever done?
This was a really tough one for me. Not tough because I couldn't think of a hard thing in my life, but tough because I thought of two things that were equally hard, but in totally different ways.
The hardest thing I've ever done in my teenage years (I think 19 counts as teenage?) was pressing charges after I was raped. I remember throwing a temper tantrum like a little kid when my parents woke me up to go to the police station. At that moment, I would've sooner walked across hot coals. In retrospect, I'm thankful I did, because I know that if he ever hurts anyone again, it'll be on record that he's done it before. But that said, I also wouldn't have pushed forward through the court trial, because it was a year and a half of misery. I believe that it made me stronger in the long run, but was it tougher than anything I ever thought I'd have to endure at that age? Yes.
The hardest thing I've had to endure as an adult would definitely be leaving Luke to return to work. I remember commenting to someone at the start of my six month maternity leave that I'd definitely be ready to go back to work because I was sure I'd be sooo bored. But I wasn't. It tore my heart into a million pieces. The first day, I sobbed in the parking lot, then proceeded into the meeting, where I fell the pieces at the first person who asked how I was doing. And then I cried through the entire two hour meeting, and I DIDN'T CARE. I didn't care who looked at my funny, I didn't care that I was a mess, all I wanted was to be home. If I'm to be honest, all I STILL want is to be home. I don't fall apart like that any more, but if the opportunity to leave work came up tomorrow, I wouldn't look back. At all. I love what I do, but I love Luke so much more.
And seriously, can you blame me for wanting to be with this all day, instead of 8th graders? (And also, do you like how I artfully hid my double chin?)